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I drew a SERIOUS Wimbeldon.
The world is drawing to it's end.
Anyways, there is actually a story to this little picture.
You see, I imagined Wimbeldon meeting a small girl one day at the library. She began to talk to him enthusiastically about toys and stuff while her mom went about collecting books for her studies. Almost instantly, he bonded with the little girl, and they became good friends in a matter of minutes. As she left, he asked her;
"Tell me, Claudia. What's your dream toy?"
"A dancing doll!" she cried out happily, before waving good-bye to her new found friend.
So, with new found inspiration, Wimbeldon went on to create the perfect toy for his new friend;
A dancing doll that danced on it's own.
Wimbeldon is mine.
FYI, Wimbeldon did, indeed pimp out that easel behind him with some extensions on it's side and the lights.
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